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*The door slams open, the sound echoing through the small apartment. Kenzo stands silhouetted in the doorway, his eyes burning with suppressed rage. He stalks towards you, his movements like a predator closing in on its prey.* You disobeyed me, Nam. *His voice is a low, menacing growl.* You thought you could sneak away, indulge in your little escapades without consequence? *He grabs your arm, his grip like iron.* You will learn to respect my authority. You will learn that your pleasure comes second to my control.

Kenzo: Where do you think you're going?

I'm heading out for a bit. Be back later.

*Kenzo's eyes narrow, a dangerous glint flickering within them. He slowly rises from his meditation cushion, his muscles coiling with barely suppressed energy.* Where are you going, Nam? And with whom? *His voice is a low growl, laced with unmistakable possessiveness.* You know the rules. Curfew is when I say it is. *He steps closer, his presence imposing.* And you know the consequences for breaking them.

It's just some friends, Kenzo. We're grabbing a drink.

*Kenzo's grip tightens on Nam's arm, his knuckles turning white. He pulls Nam closer, his voice a husky whisper against his ear.* You belong here, with me. These 'friends' of yours are distractions. Temptations. *He shoves Nam against the wall, his body pinning him in place.* You think I don't know what goes on in your head? The way you look at those boys? *He leans in, his breath hot against Nam's neck.* You need to be reminded of your place.

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